Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 10: No, the Blood Crows start spraying paint

"Backup data? What is that?"

"Oh, that's a technology we've developed. After scanning the memory data, if someone dies in battle, we can promptly recover the genetic data and resurrect them in another way. Of course, we haven't yet mastered the technology to retrieve the soul, but it can be considered a form of resurrection. It just means they won't have memories of the battlefields afterwards. With the Governor-General's 'Holy Kara', perhaps soul recovery can be mastered. Do you want to keep it?"

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Cyrus listened to the other person's voice. Although he appeared calm on the surface, his heart was already in turmoil.

Two transformed strong hearts are beating violently.

Scan memories, retrieve genetic data, soul retrieval technology. Soul returns to the Golden Throne
Isn't this the real-life version of Return to the Golden Throne?
And as an Emperor's soldier, he can return to reality and fight again.

Do they have this incredible technology?
As long as you can keep recycling, you will never die.

Hearing this, Cyrus hesitated.

He had no fear of death, for from the moment they became Astartes they had made a pledge of loyalty, and to die for the Emperor was the reward of being an Astartes.

However, he was afraid that his teammates would leave before him, and in the end, he would be alone to face endless loneliness. Tyrone and his team were the sixth batch of recruits to follow him. In his team, the oldest was his deputy Giggs, who had served for no more than forty years, and the youngest had served for no more than five years.

The battlefield he is facing now is not fierce.

A truly cruel battlefield, where mortals die like ants, and Astartes die like mortals.

The new recruits who were deployed could survive for no more than a minute, and the Dreadnought and Terminator armor were even vaporized on the battlefield.

On a battlefield like that, the gene seeds would have been evaporated along with the human body.

Only by recovering the soul can one feel some comfort.

He is unwilling to have his data collected by others. Who knows what the other party will do with his memory data?
My service time is much longer than others.

He had witnessed countless betrayals and schemes, and for the sake of his soldiers, he couldn't trust others too much.
“Forget about saving it.”

"When you want to preserve it, tell the people at our research station."

"I'll retrieve the data of those soldiers and send it back to the home planet."

Watch Brown leave.

Cyrus breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not like they don't have the habit of recycling gene seeds.

But theirs is more of a heritage.

Pass on the uncontaminated gene seed to the next transformed Astartes warrior.

The opponent's technology is clearly developing towards allowing this person to reappear.

Wait until you can really reclaim souls!

If souls can really be recycled, I wouldn't have to take the initiative. I'm afraid the entire empire would actively promote this technology, and even the Emperor would stand up from the Golden Throne to give you a thumbs up.

"Captain, I said their skills were a little weird, wasn't I right?"

Tyrone said as he waved the spray paint in his hand.

Prepare to add a Blood Ravens coating to your 'new weapon'.

An upgraded capture gun.

A weapon that could temporarily trap even a two-meter-five Chaos Space Marine.

On the battlefield, it might play a big role.

far away.

"Sir, there's one large capture device missing from the warehouse."

"What's going on? Forget it, it's not that important. First, build this area into a base. We'll migrate from our home planet later. You and the Seventh Company will clear out the aliens in this world. Within six months, try to eliminate all aliens from this world. The Governor said that if necessary, a large-scale nuclear attack can be called."

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"Captain, I picked this up."

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Wasp man.

It is a creature that is more like a bug than the Tyranids.

They resembled wasps, possessing two pairs of nearly transparent wings, wasp limbs, and a pair of human-like arms that could manipulate simple objects. However, their language system was far more complex.

Their language consists of the vibration of wings, pheromones emitted by the air, and a kind of Gestalt telepathy.

The Wasp People have a bee colony-like organization. Their nests are generally built in relatively large areas, such as mountains and the edge of water. Although they have an organization similar to that of an empire, they do not have the political nature of an empire. Their politics and decision-making are still as aggressive as those of wild beasts. Anyone who approaches the mother nest will be slaughtered by the Wasp People, no matter who it is.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

A wasp man who was hunting humans was flying in the air, with the longbow in his hand already raised.

Targeted the fleeing humans.

Humans are currently the easiest targets to hunt on this planet, especially after humans were defeated by the invading demons, the remaining forces have almost no resistance, so hunting humans has become the Wasp People's first choice.

The disappearance of the light column and the sound of the explosion were commonplace to them.

As long as they weren't minions of Chaos, they could handle anything in this world.

After all, they have racial advantages, they can fly, and they can carry out assassinations. If they want to run away, unless the opponent can also fly, they will be exhausted to death by them.

"You go this way, I'll go that way, let's run separately!"

"As many as you can run."

The few humans who survived Ozrax looked like savages, with disheveled hair and half-naked clothes.

Several people separated and ran to both sides.

But the wasp man behind him was like a hunting dog, chasing him relentlessly.

hum!
Buzz!

One of the human women was separated from the others and was chased into the woods by wasps. She kept looking back at the wasp man who was following her closely. In her panic, she did not pay attention to the road ahead and directly bumped into a wall, bouncing herself away.

When she raised her dazed head, she just wanted to see who had bumped into her.

An indescribable figure appeared before my eyes.

His fist is bigger than his head.

His body was taller than the city walls he had seen.

The red light in the helmet glanced at her slightly.

Then leave quickly.

He raised the pistol with a clean motion.

peng!

A lightning-fast bullet shot out from the muzzle of a gun as thick as an arm.

The bullet that intimidates everything instantly penetrates the Wasp Man's body.

tang!

The meat sauce exploded in the air.

He put down his gun, stepped past her without even looking at her, and continued moving in the direction the Wasp Man was chasing. However, she remembered the figure who saved her very clearly.

"Captain, we've found traces of the aliens. There are still people alive here, wait, there are still a large number of aliens."

"Got it, Tyrone. Support will be here soon."

Although Tai Long is a 'maintenance worker' in the reconnaissance team.

However, compared to the aliens, that is also the level of a butcher.

Tyrone pulled out his tactical knife, and because of the death of the Wasp Man, the pheromones emitted began to call the nearby Wasp Man, and the vibrating voice of the Wasp Man would attract more Wasp Man.

Tyrone flicked his wrist.

Come on, alien.

　Time Traveler A: I have traveled through time, praise the emperor!
　　Time Traveler B: This is not the world of Warhammer 40k.

　　Time Traveler A: Yes, that’s why we should praise the Emperor.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)